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Yesterday was a rehab session at the local hospital for me. Trying to move from walker to cane, trying to gain leg strength and balance, etc. As I was huffing & puffing to do 5 minutes on a reclining bike type machine, on a treadmill, a local girl, maybe 14-15, was running full tilt, working on a stress fracture according to her rightfully proud mom. At the end of her 5 minutes, she wasn't even breathing hard, heard the therapist she was working with say her pulse was 79. Definitely NOT one of the obese kids Bobby Kennedy talks about. I was impressed...May she have a good career in women's sports and live a long, happy, and active life.

There I was, 82 trips around the sun, hoping for more nerves to repair, working at just being able to function normally. It was damned hard to not let the old man in, as the song goes...